Nash The Slash - Swing-Shift paroles de chanson

paroles de chanson Swing-Shift - Nash The Slash




The bishop in the sky wants to tweak your thigh
Spirit made flesh in black silk mesh
The monster wants her, his lust has been designed
Teasing, teasing, his greed is in decline
Swing, shit, like a saucer of nuts
Tied to a tree with a skipping rope
Swing, shit, like a saucer of nuts
Keep on praying like you haven't got a hope
With morbid lust he craves to cradle and brave
Charging his home with needs unknown
The monster wants her, his lust has been designed
Teasing, teasing, his greed is in decline
Swing, shit, like a saucer of nuts
Tied to a tree with a skipping rope
Swing, shit, like a saucer of nuts
Keep on praying like you haven't got a hope
The bishop in the sky wants to tweak your thigh
Spirit made flesh in black silk mesh
The monster wants her, his lust has been designed
Teasing, teasing



Writer(s): Jeff Plewman


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